"I am home," she really didn't need to announce her return.
The house was clean and very quiet. A fresh cup of coffee is on the counter prepared just the way she likes. As for me, I am kneeling in the corner as required. Hands cuffed behind my back, blindfold covering my eyes, and collar still wrapped around my neck with leash attached. The only clothes I have on are a pair of soft pink panties.
"Mmm that tastes great."
She is in no great hurry. Her heels tap on the wood floor as she moves around the kitchen. The sound of papers being shuffled, envelopes being opened, and the tapping of her foot on the floor are the only noise until her phone rings.
"Well hello," her voice takes on a seductive tone.
Adjusting myself in the corner my leash rattles and draws her attention.
"Just a minute I have to take care of something," her voice turns icy.
There is the rustling of clothes and then I feel her approach. Her fingers grip my chin and force my mouth open. Fabric is stuffed into my mouth and my chin pushed closed.
"Sorry about that I needed to take care of my pet," she resumes her conversation.
The smell is the first thing to hit me. Having been subject to it before I quickly identify the smell and what has been placed in my mouth. The second thing to reach me is the taste. It is sweet with a salt and bitter taste also. This is not the first time my Mistress has stuffed my mouth with her panties full of a mixture of her and her boyfriend's juices. A pool of the juice starts to fill my mouth and I am forced to swallow.
"Oh yes it was a great time and thank you for the nice send off this morning," her voice is back to the seductive tone. "I am sure you loved sending me home nice and full. In fact some of it is running down my ass and my leg as we speak."
Her side of the conversation drifts off with only a few laughs to something being said on the other side of the phone.
"Let me get back to you on that. Might be fun to have the two of you over for a weekend. I got to go talk to you later."
Disconnecting the call she starts humming as the sounds of envelopes being opened started again. Time lost meaning for me once I had put on the blindfold and I don't know how long she had been home but finally she pulls the blindfold off. My eyes blink and adjusted to the light. Coming into focus was my wife of two years. Her long blonde hair is messed and her makeup that was normally flawless was smudged around her blue eyes and the lipstick was smeared around her lips. She is wearing a white tee shirt that is tied up in the front. Her breasts press tight against the thin fabric with her nipples pushing out obscenely. This also left her midsection exposed showing of her toned stomach and the belly button ring displaying the key that unlocks my chastity cage. Below that was a short plaid skirt. At five foot seven and standing atop four inch heels she towers over me.
"I had a wonderful weekend," she smiles down at me and lifts her skirt.
